Title: Shimmering Light.

Author: Sunniva

Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or the shows characters. There is no profit being made on this story.

Summery: Bianca only pretended being evil. When the truth comes out will The Charmed Ones help her and Chris? AU set in the beginning of Chris-Crossed. Chris/Bianca.

AN: As always in my fics Bianca is only two years older then Chris. That means she is 25 and he is 23.

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2004: Halliwell Manor, Night.

He materialized on the street outside the house where the Halliwells and their Whitelighter lived. He had been inside messing with their minds. Unfortunately he only got four of the five adults. But that had to do… for now. Let them dream and fear, he thought, this is only the beginning.

Piper:

No matter how hard she tried to push the panic down it would just come back stronger for every room she searched and found empty. The living room was trashed, the conservatory windows broken, the dining room table was on the side broken in two and the kitchen was on fire. The fire didn't seem to be spreading so she ignored it and ran to the stairs to start the search on the second level.

She checked her room – empty, Phoebe's room – empty, Paige's room – empty. Next came the guestroom and there she found Chris on the floor and Bianca on the bed. Both were dead. She didn't mourn, wasn't sad. Instead she closed the door and continued the search for her family. She didn't have time to deal with two dead bodies when there were more important people missing.

She stepped into Wyatt's room and found Paige on the floor. Holding her breath she kneeled down next to her and looked for a pulse or any sign of life – she found none. Oh, well, Paige was only her half sister anyway and Piper had only known her for about two and a half years so it wasn't that sad.

The second floor had six rooms and she had only looked in five so far. She went to the last one, next to the stairs to the attic. It was something of a storage room for all the stuff they couldn't fit in their own rooms. She opened the door and peeked inside. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything so she tried to turn on the light. The lamp work for about a second before it went out with a small explosion. But it had been enough light for Piper to see something in the far back of the room.

She walked inside. To get to the other side of the room she had to go around a table, move some bed frames to the side, step over a bookcase. Whatever she had seen had been leaning against a wardrobe and when she got there she reached out with her hands and begun fumbling in the dark. Then her hands bumped into something. Her eyes accustomed to the dark and with the help off the light in the hallway she managed to make out the still from of Phoebe.

Piper sighed and felt a small pang in her chest. But then, Phoebe had been such a rebellious teenager and had made their grandmothers life so hard and she had fallen in love with a demon! Since they got their powers she had always been in some sort of trouble so maybe this was what she deserved.

Piper got up and walked out, not noticing that all stuff between Phoebe and the door had suddenly disappeared.

Next stop was the attic. She pushed the door open and paused before going inside. The attic looked like it always had with the exception of a missing Book of Shadows and Leo being on the floor.

Being more concerned about the missing book she looked around the attic in hope of finding it somewhere else. She did. It lay beside the caldron. Smiling in relief she picked it up and put it in its rightful place.

Looking around again she saw something that made her heart jump. She quickly stepped over Leo – he was her ex-husband so there were no feelings there – and rushed over to the crib they had there. She found Wyatt looking like he was sleeping.

"Are you asleep?" she murmured and gently shook him. He didn't move. Dead then. A few tears ran down her face until she saw the positive in this – no baby to take care of meant an easier life for her.

Moving towards the door she began making plans. She had seen this really cute guy the other night at P3 that had seemed interested in her. Maybe he would be there again tonight.

Piper quickly sat up in her bed, feeling horrible. All feelings she should have had in the dream came now together with the guilt of how blasé she had been about everyone. She got up. She just had to make sure everyone was all right.

Paige:

Paige was grumbling as she walked inside the Manor, she had just been fired from a temp job because she accidentally killed an old man. Really! It wasn't her fault that he was to weak to walk without a zimmer frame and couldn't take one with him down the stairs. It wasn't like she knew he was going to fall down and break his neck.

"Anyone here? I'm home," she called out closing the door. She didn't get an answer and confused began looking around. Not finding anyone she shrugged thinking they must be out.

Feeling very thirsty she went to the kitchen for a glass of water. After opening the door she stopped in confusion seeing Piper standing there cooking. Wyatt was sitting in a chair by the table.

"Hi, Piper. Didn't you hear me?" she wondered stepping in. Her older sister didn't answer. Instead she turned away and looked inside the oven.

"Piper?"

Still she didn't answer. Piper turned towards her son, smiling, "just a few more minutes. Are you hungry?" Wyatt smiled back.

"Piper, are you angry with me? Is that why you are ignoring me?"

There was no sign that Piper, or even Wyatt, heard her. Hurt, scared and bewildered Paige turned and walked upstairs. She paused at the beginning of the hallway on the second floor seeing all of her stuff spread out. Leo was standing just outside her room lugging a wardrobe. She heard Chris' voice from the inside.

"Leo, what are you doing?" She asked upset. He didn't acknowledge her, instead he continued with the conversation with Chris.

"This is heavy," he said with a grunt. Chris laughed, "Well, at least it's the last thing in here."

"I can't believe how much useless stuff Paige had in here. It looked like she believed she was staying here forever."

Chris laughed again, "No one said she was smart."

"True. Can we take a pause before we move your and Bianca's stuff in? I really need it."

"If you want to expose yourself to Bianca's anger, sure."

"On second thought, maybe we should start we it now."

"Smart man."

Paige didn't stand around to hear more. She was rushing up to the attic. Something was wrong, very wrong and probably caused by a demon. At the top floor of the Manor Paige saw Phoebe, the last one, sitting by the cauldron, doing something.

"Phoebe?" she tried hoping it was all a bad joke by the others. Phoebe didn't reply. Paige moved over to the book. There she got the next shock. The book moved away from her.

"What the…?" She tried again and the book did the same thing, "No, I'm family and a Charmed One," she exclaimed. But the book didn't seem to think so. Every time she tried to get close it would move away.

Paige woke up with a jerk. She quickly sat up and tried to regain her breath. While doing so he tried to convince herself that it was only a nightmare and would never happen. For some reason it wasn't helping.

Bianca:

For each step closer to her victim the more exited she became. This what was she did best and loved. She stalked him, her pray, waiting for the best moment to strike. Unknowingly he walked right into a trap when he turned the corner and walked into an alley. She smirked and rushed out from the darkness.

The fight was brief. To her disappointment it was almost non-existent. According to the one who hired her, this demon would be a master at fighting. It didn't show.

She banished the conjured athamé she had used as help and kneeled next to the body. All she had to do now was to take it to the one who paid for the kill. But first she wanted to see who the dead demon was. She turned it around and flew up in shock – Chris!

"No!" she moaned. It couldn't be. The demon had been blonde she had seen it herself. She kneeled next to him again sobbing. There were no signs of life. Oh god, she had just killed her own fiancé. Looking at his body she felt herself grow cold. She had been tricked and the one who did it would not live past the hour.

She shimmered to the Underworld and quickly went to find her new target. It wasn't hard he stood waiting for her.

"Bastard," she muttered and attacked. He didn't fight back and killing him was easy. She bends down to turn him over to make sure he was dead. She watched shocked as the demon turned into Chris.

She couldn't believe it. What was going on? She had killed him again.

A laugh came from behind her and she turned just in time to see another demon attack her. This time it was a little harder for her to kill. She was worried that if she did the demon would turn to Chris and she didn't think she could take that. But when he came a little to close with one attack she didn't have a choice.

She was going to shimmer away without looking at the body but found herself unable to. Praying she walked closer. Seeing the face of the body she closed her eyes in pain – Chris.

Chris:

He orbed unsteadily into the Attic of the Halliwell Manor, half unconscious of the pain from the injury he received from a demons energy ball. But what he saw there confused him enough to clear his mind. Bianca stood by the triquetra on the wall with a small paper in her hand.

"Bianca? What are you doing?"

"Going back to the future," she said without looking at him.

"Why?"

"To be with Wyatt, silly," she smiled. Seeing his perplexed and hurt expression she added, "come on Chris, you really think I would stay with you when Wyatt has so much more to offer me?" she seemed amused by that thought.

She walked to him, gave him a short hug, a small kiss on the cheek and said, "It was nice, not great, but nice enough. But a advise for you're next relationship; don't be so neurotic and demon crazy. It will hurt you both."

She then went back to the wall and Chris could only stare dumbly as she read the spell to take her to the future and walked into the glowing portal.

With his mind completely shut down Chris orbed downstairs. He stumbled to the kitchen hoping Leo would be there. He was, as were Piper, Phoebe and Paige.

"Leo, cold you please heal me?" he asked. Leo didn't move instead he asked, "how did you get that?"

"A demon."

Piper looked up and said, "Are you so stupid to allow a demon close enough to hurt you then you only have your self to blame."

"I agree," Leo said, "I should go Up There. I have some thing I need to take care of." Without a second look at Chris he orbed away.

Chris could only blink. First Bianca and now this! Piper interrupted his thoughts, "will you please go somewhere else. You're dripping on the floor and I don't feel like cleaning today."

"Why are you acting like this?" Chris wondered.

"You really ask us that?" Phoebe asked.

"Isn't it obvious," Paige continued.

"You are not welcomed here, Chris, you never were. We don't want you here, so please leave," Piper finished. That almost hurt more than his injury and Chris orbed away, not thinking clearly.

Both Bianca and Chris woke up at the same time. They just needed to look at each other to know something was wrong.

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To Be Continued…

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AN: Sorry about the wait. I have been ill and am still not completely healthy and on top of that I have two weeks of schoolwork to be done with. Review and tell me what you think about this chapter.

Bye

Sunniva.